| [00:07.17] |
Let me put my arms |
| [00:08.92] |
Around your head |
| [00:10.92] |
Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed |
| [00:14.48] |
Don't forget to turn out the light |
| [00:17.86] |
Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright |
| [00:21.68] |
Pour me out another phone |
| [00:24.74] |
I'll ring to see |
| [00:26.68] |
If your friends are home |
| [00:28.43] |
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome |
| [00:31.72] |
Can lend us a book we can read up alone |
| [00:35.41] |
And try to get it on like once before |
| [00:42.16] |
When people stared in Jagger's eyes |
| [00:45.85] |
And scored |
| [00:47.54][02:10.41] |
Like the video films we saw |
| [00:53.04][02:15.69][02:47.42] |
His name was always Buddy |
| [00:56.79][02:19.13][02:50.73] |
And he'd shrug and ask to stay |
| [00:59.66][02:22.44] |
She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid |
| [01:03.16][02:26.19][02:57.79] |
And turn her face away |
| [01:06.29][02:29.63][03:01.29] |
She's uncertain if she likes him |
| [01:10.16][02:33.00][03:04.73] |
But she knows she really loves him |
| [01:13.66][02:36.57][03:08.54] |
It's a crash course for the ravers |
| [01:17.35][02:40.07][03:11.98][03:24.59][03:31.65][03:38.59][03:46.03] |
It's a Drive-in Saturday |
| [01:30.29] |
Jung the foreman prayed at work |
| [01:33.66] |
That neither hands nor limbs would burst |
| [01:37.23] |
It's hard enough to keep formation |
| [01:40.85] |
With this fall out saturation |
| [01:45.01] |
Cursing at the Astronette |
| [01:48.32] |
Who stands in steel |
| [01:49.45] |
By his cabinet |
| [01:51.20] |
He's crashing out with Sylvian |
| [01:54.57] |
The Bureau Supply |
| [01:56.26] |
For ageing men |
| [01:58.35] |
With snorting head he gazes to the shore |
| [02:05.35] |
Which once had raised a sea |
| [02:08.10] |
That raged no more |
| [02:54.30] |
And she'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid |
| [03:54.47] |
... It's a Drive-in Saturday ... |
